This little girl must have done it on purpose and must have been revenge on him.

"Young man, come out and say it." At this time, Uncle Feng Zhong noticed this inconspicuous young man. With his eyesight, he could see that Su Hang was very skilled. Huang Qimeng's selection of people was not a random choice.

Everyone is paying attention and under great pressure.

Faced with this situation, Su Hang could only stand up with his teeth and laughed dryly, "After the competition for so long, everyone hasn't decided the outcome yet."

As soon as this was said, everyone had the urge to vomit blood. There was no decision on the outcome. It was not good to win or not, and it was not good to win or not.

Everyone was mourning in their hearts, and they had never been as frustrated as they are today.

Who is so embarrassed to reply at this moment

"Young friend Su, as soon as I saw you, I realized that your friend was extraordinary. At present, the honor and disgrace of all sects are all due to you. You must do your best to not disappoint us." The fat monk from the Vajra Temple stood up and bowed to Su Hang.

Damn, Su Hang heard this and was already cursing in his heart, just wanting to press the monk to the ground and beat him up.

Firming up, Su Hangdao, "Master is so serious, I have no secrets to lose."

"Little brother, don't be humble. Since the master said you can do it, you will definitely do it." I don't know who it was, so I suddenly said.

Others also agreed. It is not a solution to continue to work like this. Someone should come out and end this annoying game. Huitong can barely be regarded as highly respected among these people. Since Huitong is optimistic about this young man, they are of course happy to give it a try. Anyway, this young man is not his own disciple, and if he loses, they will not let them use secrets.

"Little brother, come ahead. Since everyone is so optimistic about you, you may not be able to escape this battle." Uncle Feng Zhong waved to Su Hang.

Now, Su Hang is difficult to get on a tiger, and it doesn't matter if he fights, but if he wins this fight, he will offend the sword demon Feng Zhong. He is targeted by the innate master. Can he still have his own life?

"How sure are you?" Xue Xuan asked in a low voice when she saw Su Hang hesitating.

"If you win, 10%" Su Hang looked back at Xue Xuan. At this time, Xue Xuan could also give him some ideas, "But the premise is one-on-one."

After hearing Su Hang say this, Xue Xuan knew it, attached it to Su Hang's ear and whispered a few words in a low voice.

After hearing this, Su Hang looked hesitant on his face. It took him a long time to make up his mind and walk forward with his head held high.

When I came to Uncle Feng Zhong, although I didn’t have to dodge my legs, my heart was still thumping in front of the Innate Wu Sect.

"Sister Su Hang, I've met senior." Su Hang was quite polite, but the other party was a hundred-year-old monster.

Uncle Feng Zhong nodded slightly and looked at Su Hang slightly, "Chong'er. Use this little brother two moves, remember to click on it."

"Yes" Wen Chong took the order and immediately took a fighting posture.

The momentum of his body blooms, extremely sharp.

"Wait a minute" Su Hang waved his hand and said to Uncle Feng Zhong, "I'm brave enough to fight, before the competition, do we have to discuss the good luck first?"

When others come out to challenge, they will have the best. It’s your turn, so you can’t do it in vain.

Uncle Feng Zhong picked up a booklet on the table, "I have said it first. If you can win, just take it with you."

Su Hang glanced at him and remained indifferent.

"Why don't you look down on my sword technique?" Feng Zhongshu frowned. The Eighteen-Road Sword Skill is his famous skill. There are many sword techniques in the world. He dares to be confident that this sword technique is absolutely top-notch. Su Hang's little eyes made him feel a little despised.

"I dare not." Su Hang quickly shook his head, "However, just one sword technique is not enough. Senior, it's better to bet bigger than us."

"Oh, how to be big?" Uncle Feng Zhong looked at Su Hang in surprise.

After hearing this, Su Hang said directly, "If I win, please return the secrets of all the sects here."

"Huh"

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Feng Zhong became even more surprised.

And the big guys present suddenly became even more excited. This little guy actually helped them win secrets. You heard that right

Su Hang doesn't want to be a good man, nor do he want to do those thankless things. These are all tricks Xue Xuan gave him. Anyway, today's fight can't be avoided no matter what. It's difficult not to offend Feng Zhongshu. Since Su Hang is sure to win, he can simply help these big guys win the secrets back, so that everyone owes him favors.

Human favors are very important in the martial arts world. To be honest, this is giving Su Hang a reputation.

"What if you lose?" Uncle Feng Zhong looked at Su Hang.

At this time, Xue Xuan stood up and said, "If he loses, my Xue family's Qinglian sword technique will also be presented with both hands."

"Well" Uncle Feng Zhong turned to Xue Xuan, "The Xue family in the capital of the Qinglian Sword Technique"

Xue Xuan nodded slightly, "Sister Xue Xuan, I have seen Senior Feng."

"You lose the Qinglian sword technique, your old man won't blame it." Uncle Feng Zhong was surprised and couldn't help but be a little cautious. There is an awesome ancestor in the Xue family. If he comes to cause trouble for him, it will be a big deal.

Xue Xuan shook her head gently, "Don't worry, senior."

"Yes." He looked at Xue Xuan deeply, and Uncle Feng Zhong waved his hand, "Only one Green Lotus Sword Technique is probably not enough."

You know, he has taken out more than the Eighteen-Road Sword Swords, and has won the unique skills of various sects. How could he exchange a Qinglian Sword Technique?

Xue Xuan was stunned. Qinglian swordsmanship was already the only skill of the Xue family. This is not enough. This person specializes in the unique skills of various schools, and most of them are swordsmanship. What exactly does he want to do?

The atmosphere among the big guys was a little stagnant. They were very much looking forward to the young man named Su Hang who could beat Wen Chong and win back the secret book.

"If this young friend Su loses the formation, the other half of the Ape Gong sword technique will be given to you." At this time, Master Qingjing gritted his teeth. When things got to this point, he could only take a try.

Wen Chong had been fighting for more than three hours in a row, and he was probably exhausted. Su Hang's realm was not bad, and there was also a ninth-grade martial artist. Miss Xue's family still looked down on him so much. This battle was not without a chance of winning. She could only bet this time, whether it could succeed, and watch a game.

Upon hearing this, the corner of Feng Zhongshu bent a little curved, but he still didn't speak. Obviously, he was not satisfied.

Qingjing looked back at the big guys present. Although these big guys lost the secret, they were sure that these guys still had some background.

If these people are not involved in interests, they will definitely have ten thousand supporters, but once they are involved in interests, they will all be silent, as if they are trying to cut off their flesh.

"My Shen family also has a Hunyuan sword technique that can be used to bet." At this time, Shen Wuxun smiled bitterly and was the first to support him.

With the first one and the second one, the person was dragged into the water by his Huang family. Huang Jianguo naturally wanted to say, "My Huang family also has a Taiyi sword technique, which can be used to bet."

"Sima Family Golden Light Sword Technique."

"Jiazhou Feng Family, Wuji Sword Technique."

"Wuhen Sect in the North of Shu, Nine-Turn Sword Technique."

"Ruyi Golden Hoop Sword"

"Dabao Mingtian Sword"

One after another, several sects and forces signed up. Many of the sword secrets they took out were unheard of, and some were even weird. However, at least they were quite supportive, but most of them were still indifferent. After all, who would be willing to bet their own things on a young man who was still stinking?

With seven or eight secret sword techniques and the Xue family's Qinglian sword technique, Feng Zhongshu was able to make his appearance sufficiently, and then he agreed to Su Hang's request with satisfaction.

"Be careful." Xue Xuan gave Su Hang a warning.

Su Hang nodded slightly, followed Wen Chong and came to the open space in the center.

"Don't you use a sword?" Wen Chong stood up with a sword, looking at Su Hang's hands empty, reminding him coldly.

When Su Hang heard this, he shrugged, "I don't have a sword."

"Little brother, the sword is here."

As soon as Su Hang finished speaking, a voice came from beside him, but Qingjing threw the sword in her hand over.

“Thank you”

Su Hang took it casually, and with a clang, the long sword was unsheathed. The smooth sword body was like a mirror, reflecting the light of the sun, making people dazzled. It will not be continued. ~Search the basket colors and read the following chapters in the full text.
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